Thursday, December 23, 2010

"`Afellow who'd worked for him accused him of stealing some kind of idea or invention from him. Rosewater was his name. He tried to shake Wynant down by threatening to shoot him, bomb his house, kidnap his children, cut his wife's throat — I don't know what all — if he didn't come across. We never caught him — must've scared him off. Anyway, the threats stopped and nothing happened.'

John, I'm gobsmacked, though I think that particular gang had members only in bad standing.

I have long thought that Melbourne was due for a noir book of its own.After all, look who lives and writes there: Shane Maloney, Kerry Greenwood, Adrian McKinty and Adrian Hyland to start. And the city's crime-fiction history predates Sherlock Holmes.

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